In 1967 at Monterey, Otis Redding referred to “Respect” as “a song that a girl took away from me.” No longer on Virgin, Royal Trux have sung for the masses, earned theirs, and have returned to Drag City to charge up a bit. Any wonder is passed as they shift from strut to sprint — 2000 AD on the way. A concise brutality rests in the Royal Trux sounds of Accelerator.
The spectacle manifests itself as enormous positivity out of reach and beyond dispute. Brief at nearly 36 minutes, little space exists between the nine tracks. The sound is immediate, a live feel with minimal overdubbing. Critical press is already declaring Accelerator a “landmark,” and overseas they write “soprattutto quando viene accoppiato a loop demenziali (come quello di “Juicy Juicy Juice”).
Jennifer and Neil rock, too. “The Banana Question,” with its J. Geils’ Bloodshot feel, may or may not be Jennifer’s appraisal of an interviewer’s technique. “Liar” has a superior guitar lick, onward to Neil singing “I am your motivation,” on “Follow the Winner.”
The gambit for this nouveau junk-collecting duo is proof in the pudding. The wife and I have listened numerous times to Accelerator, and the resounding claim Royal Trux stake is not unlike that of New York Abstract Expressionist Nat Tate, whose paintings of bridges enthralled the glitterati and other artists. Making music is primary and being understood is just a tedious distraction. Accelerator moves ahead. Visit http://www.royaltrux.com and find out about the Pink Heart Society. Drag City, P.O. Box 476867, Chicago, IL 60647